Nolia Flow lyrics

[Intro]
Wow (Yeah, n*ggas got me f*cked up in this...)
Yeah, this for them motherf*ckin' soldiers
For my soldiers (From all the way)
For my thugs in the trenches (From down South with it)
Look

[Verse 1]
This for them soldiers
The ones who stuck in them trenches
The ones who locked up, doin' time, ain't seen them kids in a minute
The prosecutor in her feelings, ain't reducin' no sentence
I done had a lot of problems with them dirty lil' b*tches
My lil' n*gga f*cked up, baby mama, she trippin'
She want money for them kids, he say, "How I'm gon' get it?"
So he bought a stick, started robbin' and killin'
Started puttin' sh*t to sleep, now he hot in the city
Now it's JPay, he callin' me like send him some money
Say he in a situation, he f*cked over his bunky
Now it's back to the block, servin' basers and junkies
Monday to Sunday, tryna turn nothin' to somethin'
My probation officer been on that f*ck sh*t again
House arrest don't make it better, but it is what it is
'Cause she gon' come 'round nine, and I'm gone by ten
How the f*ck you expectin' me to provide for them kids? (f*ck)
Call Rissa on the phone, man, I love that b*tch
I can't wait 'til I get home so I can cut that sh*t
She gon' suck that di*k with ice, she know I love that sh*t
You lookin' for me, you can find me where them thugs at, jit
n*ggas be lyin' to their kids, but won't lie to your honor
They some snitches and b*tches, name stay in some drama
Before I tell on my n*gga, put me six feet under
Real soldier, that's that life in the jungle
This that life in the jungle, uh
[Chorus]
This that Nolia flow (n*gga, what?)
This that Nolia flow (n*gga, what?)
This that motherf*ckin' what? Huh, this that Nolia flow
n*gga, what? This that Nolia flow (Huh, yeah)

[Verse 2]
Now I'm late night slidin' in that all-black Jeep
Gotta watch my every move 'cause this sh*t look a lil' creep
Finna get some top from this lil' thot and she stay right 'cross the street
I told that b*tch to hurry up, I ain't had head all week
And she say, "f*ck you, n*gga," I say, "f*ck you too"
She say, "I love your Black ass," girl, I love you too
See, I done had a lot of hoes, but they can't do it like you
Suck it and look me in my eyes, girl, you look so cute
See, I'm a thug, but thugs need love (Yeah)
'Cause love the only thing that keep a n*gga's head above
And when we first met, you knew exactly what it was
So hold a n*gga down until them crackers lock me up
A gangsta, survivor, right hand on the Bible
Left hand on my rifle, I'm watchin' for my rival
But if I die, tell my grandma that I love her
I'm sorry, mama, I'm a hard-headed motherf*cker (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Yeah, and this that Nolia flow (That Nolia flow)
This that Nolia flow
This that motherf*ckin' what? Uh, this that Nolia flow (That Nolia flow)
This that Nolia flow (Huh, yeah)
[Outro]
Yeah, free all my (Magnolia)
Free all my soldiers across the nation, you feel me? (And I'm ridin' with my motherf*ckin' soldiers)
Long live Soulja Slim (Ayy)
Long live Slim forever (This that motherf*ckin' Nolia, ayy)
(Catch me slidin' with them soldiers)
Long live Neek (We slidin', we slidin', yeah)
And we still on the same sh*t too (Ha, f*ck a n*gga)
Real trench babies (For my, for my soldiers, my motherf*ckin')
Yeah (I f*ck with them streets too)